(04-29-2017, 01:19 AM)Betimi Wrote: The odors, while overpowering, remind Betimi of the sweaty-death-urine-blood smells of the slave pens where she was raised. At least how they smelled when they were full of life and other beings, before the overlords ordered a cleansing.
"I am called Betimi, my friend. My friend here is Selina. My friends like clouds and stars overhead, do you know a way to the surface?"
Then she abruptly remembers something that the creature just said. "Diseased? Oh..."
Abruptly the pock marks and sores vanish, leaving behind her completely smooth alabaster skin, and perfect, though completely alien form, with the large black, pupilless eyes.
She looks askance at Selina.
"If the sign of my bond makes light-dwellers uncomfortable, why did no one mention anything before this?"
The frogman repeats both of your names under his breath, to himself and after a few tries he manages to produce a reasonably sounding imitation. "Beetimi and Seleena" He then points at himself again, repeating, "Mez, Agloval..." And then with an open webbed hand he motions towards the others in the group, repeating, "Uses?"
Once everyone is introduced, Agloval stands up and with a stooped posture he moves closer to shine a light on Unreth. Agloval jumps back and points, "Daz Weever? DAZ WEEVER!?" He pauses a moment and then suddenly kicks some wet poo at Unreth which splatters across his body with a sickening squish. When the Spider doesn't move Agloval whispers with surprise and awe, "Uses scrogged a Weever? Isat a Weever?" He winces his eyes at Unreth like he's trying to remember something then adds, "Weevers havs nos ooperboddy like hooman. Sos nots Weever... Whasit?"
